It's just as well for Arie that Damian's not likely to hold out much longer. As much as he'd like to just fuck Arie through several releases back-to-back, Damian can feel that familiar tightening throughout his body heralding the imminent end approaching. He groans, frustrated and desperate at once, drawing his teeth along Arie's jaw, not easing up at all in his thrusting, and he mutters by the musician's ear, "I'm so close, babe... Fuck!"